Off to England tomorrow afternoon. My friend Steve is getting married and yours truly will be playing best man for the first time ever. It seems there isn't a wedding category for 'fairly pleasant fellow' or 'alright guy' so I've accepted the best man role in spite of its apparent hubris.
We'll be catching up with a handful of friends and seeing some places we've never been before. Hoping to get to Bletchley Park, Blenheim Palace, maybe even London House to look up some family military records that have now been opened.
Back in three weeks...